"I will never forget the horror of that day."

"We watched the four of them leave, but could do nothing! Do you know how I felt at that time? I looked at the expressionless Demon King, but could do nothing but be angry!"

"dangdong" The wine on the table was hammered up, and the hand seemed to have been violently eroded by ice, leaving behind terrifying red and yellow-brown mottled marks.

"..." The old man's breath was heavy, and he could feel his anger, but he could only say softly: "Then what?"

He couldn't say anything. Things were worse than he imagined. At this time, more information meant more capital to compete with the man behind the scenes. Although the chance of winning was still slim, he already knew what Lao Ye said.

On the first day, the big devil had been resurrected, and Lao Ye ran away...

"Yang Yitong and I fled, but we were eventually caught up. Yitong walked in front of me. I never thought I would be so afraid of death. I hugged Yitong, and he was dying and told me to leave quickly. I collapsed.

, I never thought that the six of us would be separated like this..." The middle-aged man punched the table again, and his clenched fist refused to let go. This man named [Sword of Zhaoguang]

】The man burst into tears, his stubble was messy, and a long scar on his neck seemed to be healing slightly...

"..." The old man no longer knew how to comfort him. He picked up the jug, filled a glass, and drank it in one gulp. The middle-aged man choked again and said: "Qingshan, I can't understand... what the meaning of [Guardian] is."

Where... such powerful demons are not something we can contend with, right? I thought that we could fight against those demons with the strength of generations of [Guardians]. We handed over one stick after another, and in the end..."

The young man's hand trembled and he slowly let go. He drank a glass of wine and his voice slowly deepened: "In the end... I was defeated by one of the seven demons... I... I..."

The middle-aged man's voice disappeared, and the old man looked at him. A strand of white hair was floating on the middle-aged man's head. The wind blew through the door of the restaurant little by little, carrying the falling leaves, spinning away from this place.

City.

"Jin He, [Guardians] are not all humans who have the ability to defeat those demons..." The old man put on his bamboo hat. There was still half of the wine in the glass. The moment he stood up, it began to shake. He looked at it and saw that it was empty.

The street of one person said slowly: "It is those who have the determination to protect the future of mankind and compete with those powerful demons... small people... They do not hesitate to sacrifice themselves, and they fight one after another for the sake of what humans can win from the demons.

That little bit of... the future."

The old man stepped out of the restaurant, leaving only one heavy word for the middle-aged man.

"If you have wavered, we will remember your past glory, and this distant, even bloody future will have nothing to do with you..."

Ye Jinhe watched the old man leave. The sword thrown at his feet became darker and darker. The waiter wandered around with a confused look on his face. He looked at the coins at his feet and picked them up uneasily. He looked at the sloppy man who was still drinking.

The middle-aged man left very carefully. He thought, if he leaves too, will this city completely become a ghost town?

[Inside the house of the chief steward of Bailing Mountain]

"Xia Wen and Xia Wu, [Wutong Division] has passed your assessment. From today on, you will be transferred. I have specially given you two brothers the tokens of Wutong Division. You must live up to expectations in the future. Wutong Division is several times stricter than Bailingshan.

I hope you will practice diligently and serve the country and the people." The chief steward handed the token with the crown of a sycamore tree to the two brothers Xia Wen and Xia Wu who were standing there. Xia Wen and Xia Wu took it, thanked him and left.

.

For a long time, blue spiritual power circulated in the quiet housekeeper's room. A small blue goldfish and the jade pendant in a bottle suddenly came into view. The goldfish bumped against the bottle, trying to escape, and the jade pendant emitted green light.

Going out is like contending with the spiritual power of the Grand Steward.

Soon, calm returned to the house

"Chang Yinglan, why bother?"

[Inside the secret room of Bailing Mountain]

"Is brother really okay?" Erica asked the old doctor. This was the one hundred and fifty-third time she asked this question. Even if the old doctor was patient, he would still be annoyed, but Erica looked really serious.

It made her upset. Her long golden hair was messy and her tears were very clear.

Xian Wei did it. She stayed up all night about what happened yesterday. The dark circles under her eyes made her look haggard. She asked, always feeling uneasy. This was not the first time that her brother had been like this. Three months ago, he was in the dirt.

He was rolling around like an old turtle and this quiet one now

He was like a little lamb lying on the pile of vanilla, which made her heart unable to calm down. If she laughed at how happy her brother was at the beginning, then how sad he is now. This kind of thing is worse than those who kill without blinking an eye [Shadow Hunter]

Who still wants to make her sad, as a person from Wenti County,

The word fire has been with the two of them for ten years. Fire, lend a helping hand to the victims, do not hesitate. The enemies encountered along the way have unknown origins. She did not see what happened. She could only wait, but she was unwilling to do so.

Waiting, yesterday's suffering made her physically and mentally exhausted.

Sister Lin'er asked her not to move for her own good. How could she not know? Everything should be attributed to her own weakness and the need for others to protect her. In this crisis-ridden world, in this world where success or failure is determined by strength.

, the root of everything is weakness, and the weak need protection from others. She will not take this for granted, she will only blame herself. This is a common problem in the Nieman family, and it is also the unyielding will of their family.

Emina and Rajer are both "idiots" who only blame themselves for mistakes. They raised Chang Yufeng and Lin'er in Wenti County. That spirit has always followed them, and may follow them for a lifetime.

They have never lived pampered for a day in the past ten years. Their mental illness has not healed yet. No one can guarantee that one day someone will come and take away their children's lives. They are afraid but never flinch. They have never thought about taking their children's lives.

Children suffer, but we never give up teaching them the courage to face suffering.

Erica also understands her weakness, but she still regrets not being able to help. Even if it was a mistake, she is not willing to do nothing.

"The child, really, I didn't lie to you. His soul is well protected. There is nothing serious. He will wake up soon..." The old doctor put her hands together, and green light flowed from her hands.

, flowing into Chang Yufeng’s heart.

"However, this little sister is a bit hard to tell..." The old doctor looked at Lin'er who was shaking all over. Her sweat had completely soaked her clothes. The cracks on her face were getting deeper and deeper, and her painful expression made her feel more and more.

A beautiful face is extremely ugly.

"What's wrong with sister Lin'er?"

"I don't know very well, it seems like I was just having a nightmare."

"Nightmare?" Erica's tears were rubbed away, and a little remained on her cheeks.

"...It's hard to explain to someone like you who has no foundation. All you need to know is that it's hard to wake up..."

"Why?"

"Because... what he saw and thought?" The old doctor let go of his hand, and Chang Yufeng's body floated on the vanilla. A little green fluid slowly transformed into Chang Yufeng's appearance and flowed into Chang Yufeng's heart.

The soul was released without being resisted, as if she was completely catering to him, or she simply needed her to cover it up, and the soul would naturally return to his body...

The old doctor frowned and poured spiritual power into Lin'er's forehead and said: "She has seen something that scares her before, and it may appear in her dream. This dream is uncontrollable and cannot be forcibly awakened. She can only wake it up by herself.

To be able to wake up from a dream..."

The old doctor stabilized her mind and warded off the cold but could not do anything.

Erica lost her voice. She finally couldn't hold back her tiredness, so she slowly lay down on her stomach, holding on, and fell asleep. The old doctor sighed, and he didn't know whether it was sadness or a sigh.

【The Forest of Ghosts】

"King, everything is in order. Although the first key has awakened, I have put the soul-stealing stone into her body. When the three keys are combined, her soul will be available to us..." Amobi

Si stood there with its waist hunched over, an evil green light shining in its eyes.

"The people sent by the Great Demon King have also taken action on the first day. They are heading to the central hubs of major countries to find out their strength. Ning Qing has also found traces of the second key in Rastal, so there is no need for you to go

Now, I need you to collect the souls of strong men. We need a powerful army. That kind of pediatric demonization is far from enough. We need more powerful souls to fight for us..."

Kun's eyes were shining brightly in the black robe. He looked at this woman standing high in the darkness. The green shadow all over her body seemed to completely hide her. The terrible pressure made his hands start to tremble.

"Yes, my king..." Amobis crushed the green bottle in his hand, and the broken green soul flew away, and the whole process was silent.
Chapter completed!